Dear friends, I've been living on my knees (on my knees)
With everyone but myself and a world to please
Frustrations got the better half of me
I am only a shell of a man I used to be
Not even a cent to show for a life left unspent
Just lessons better left unlearned
Now here I am f**ing filled with resentment
What's the point of growing up
When the older I get the more everything gets f**ed?
I live a life that yearns to implode
No tongue and no eyes to see
As I lay in my bed
I still can't f**ing sleep
Everyday I try and reach to the sky
But only fall back on myself (on myself)
All I needed was somebody else
So I place these problems on the shelf
Waiting to be toppled from the force of the world slamming the door in my face
We're all shadows of who we used to be
And everyone's a stranger with crooked teeth x 2
So break these bones
Because this mind has no body or soul as a home
Incompetence is an all too familiar feeling
So everyone raise your gla**es to the man of the evening
Yours truly